I'm also a rescue. If you've followed me from the beginning... you'll know that I was scheduled to be euthanized by the local Humane Society without the option for a second chance. My picture was never on their website for adoption and I was banned to the pitbull jail in the back where I had limited human contact and lived in a cage for 30 days.
During those 30 days, I developed a knee issue on my hind leg. This was their reasoning for my euthanization. Thankfully someone made a phone call to Homeward Bound and I was rescued. The specialist they took me to said my knee issue would go away as I grew - and it has, for the most part. I walk, run, swim and jump and it rarely seems to bother me.
I should have never been brought to the Humane Society.
I should have never been on anyone's euthanization list.
I should have never needed rescuing
I should have never needed to be adopted.
But, I was. But, I did.
The reason I decided to blog was to bring awareness to the rescuing efforts that go on across the country. To show people that rescue dogs make great pets and that there are always dogs looking for homes. Along the way, I've met some other wonderful dogs and their loving owners. Other people who help with their local rescues. Other families that take foster dogs into their homes. Other families who have adopted. And mostly, other families that LOVE their pets.
82 people currently follow this blog... Sure, not all 82 read this every day, but I'm sure they've read it at least once. That's 82 people that didnt know me before. 82 people.
If I can change 1 persons mind about pitbulls, I've succeeded.
If I can change 1 persons mind about rescued pets, I've succeeded.
However, if I can change the minds of many... I will. If you're looking for another pet, and I've made you think twice about going to a breeder... I've done my job. If I change the minds of 82 people... well then, my efforts will stretch far beyond those 82 people. Have I changed your mind?
I'm not supposed to be here. I'm not supposed to be blogging or playing. I shouldn't be able to love anyone, do tricks or achieve my Canine Good Citizens. I should be dead. But I'm not. I'm one of the lucky ones who escaped that fate. And even luckier, I've adopted wonderful parents. Parents who continue to help rescue and foster other unlucky dogs. Parents who spoil me and have trained me to be an advocate for this breed. Parents who take me with them as often as possible. Responsible parents who are aware of my faults and only put me in positive situations.
I am a positive pitbull. I will continue to work to change minds. One person at a time. One pitty at a time.
I am one of the lucky ones.
And I am thankful, every day, for the second chance I've gotten at life.